Post by LupTacco on Sept 3, 2018 20:56:07 GMT
TRUFFLEKIT
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#291519
Trufflekit - x - x
tom : 0 moons : ivyclan kitten : homosexual
- - smells of caramelized sugar, damp earth, and mother's milk - -
Gene String: XoY Ll B_ Dd Aa ... Ww
APPEARANCE: {black & brown mackerel tabby with a white blaze}
As a kitten, Trufflekit will be pretty average with the typical "beanie baby" body and glass-blue eyes. As he ages, he will grow into the following:
A somewhat more lithe than muscular tom whose build neither suggests speed nor strength in particular, with triangular ears and a semi-round head shape with an average wedge. He has notable cheekbones for a non-oriental cat.
Truffle---'s pelt is a dark brown that gives way to a tan-cream mix at his cheeks, chin, belly, feet, and the under of his tail. Over this base are bands of black tabby stripes rolling over his form like tree branch shadows, thin on his face, legs, and tail, but thick on his body. His eyes will be a warm honey-yellow color.
Breaking up the illusion of a leafy patch of ground are the white sections on his face and legs. Like his mother, he has a blaze of white down his nose, just a little off-center, starting just above eye-level and ending about halfway down his throat. His front toes are also white, with the right sock going up to his "wrist".
His nose and paw pads are black, with his nose being a little bigger than average. His inner ears are dark rose. His whiskers are thick and black.
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PERSONALITY:
{positive; precise, disciplined, flexible, lives in the moment, extrovert, passionate, kind-hearted}
{negative; nitpicky, germophobic, haughty, pushy, restless, know-it-all}
Raised first and primarily by his scholarly mother Mumblesong, Truffle--- is similarly keen on concepts of warriorhood and learns skills relatively quickly, though tends to take a while to master them.
Yet, he isn't too rigid; he regularly accepts improvements and critique, and would work together with cats who need alternate methods instead of dismissing them. Even so, he won't just take advice with a grain of salt, being incredibly picky and deconstructive of what he is told. He wants to be among the best.
Truffle sees no point in dwelling on the past; because of this, he tends to forgive easily, putting aside even bitter rivals and outright enmity for the sake of himself and his kin during hard times. He harbors a general distrust of MothClan, but is willing to see past its origins as a splinter of traitors and hopes to see it come into its own under its continued leadership.
Truffle will unfortunately also be a bit of a neat freak, and hates to go without grooming at least twice a day if not more due to activity. Though obviously knowing nothing about real pathology and bacteria, he has an innate distrust of stale kills and is wary of any water that isn't flowing. These things strike him as dirty.
Despite his willingness to compromise for others' sake, he will make it pretty obvious he'd rather go at his own 100%, and tends to come across as high-minded and superior if not outright rude. Even so, he has genuine interest in helping others, and will continue to offer aid even when rejected.
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HISTORY:
Born to Mumblesong and Mudjaw in late greenleaf alongside his brother Morelkit. His father was absent on the journey to the clans when he was born, but he doesn't harbor any resent over it.
Other notes; hates the cold, loves late summer and eaely autumn. dislikes getting wet.
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FAMILY:
parents
Mumblesong[mother][alive] - ivyclan
"Mom was alone with us at first. She promises we have a "real dad" though"
Mudjaw[father][alive] - ivyclan
"She says he's doing hero stuff?? I wanna do that."
siblings
Morelkit[brother][alive] - ivyclan
clan relations
xxx
As a kitten, Trufflekit will be pretty average with the typical "beanie baby" body and glass-blue eyes. As he ages, he will grow into the following:
A somewhat more lithe than muscular tom whose build neither suggests speed nor strength in particular, with triangular ears and a semi-round head shape with an average wedge. He has notable cheekbones for a non-oriental cat.
Truffle---'s pelt is a dark brown that gives way to a tan-cream mix at his cheeks, chin, belly, feet, and the under of his tail. Over this base are bands of black tabby stripes rolling over his form like tree branch shadows, thin on his face, legs, and tail, but thick on his body. His eyes will be a warm honey-yellow color.
Breaking up the illusion of a leafy patch of ground are the white sections on his face and legs. Like his mother, he has a blaze of white down his nose, just a little off-center, starting just above eye-level and ending about halfway down his throat. His front toes are also white, with the right sock going up to his "wrist".
His nose and paw pads are black, with his nose being a little bigger than average. His inner ears are dark rose. His whiskers are thick and black.
✿
PERSONALITY:
{positive; precise, disciplined, flexible, lives in the moment, extrovert, passionate, kind-hearted}
{negative; nitpicky, germophobic, haughty, pushy, restless, know-it-all}
Raised first and primarily by his scholarly mother Mumblesong, Truffle--- is similarly keen on concepts of warriorhood and learns skills relatively quickly, though tends to take a while to master them.
Yet, he isn't too rigid; he regularly accepts improvements and critique, and would work together with cats who need alternate methods instead of dismissing them. Even so, he won't just take advice with a grain of salt, being incredibly picky and deconstructive of what he is told. He wants to be among the best.
Truffle sees no point in dwelling on the past; because of this, he tends to forgive easily, putting aside even bitter rivals and outright enmity for the sake of himself and his kin during hard times. He harbors a general distrust of MothClan, but is willing to see past its origins as a splinter of traitors and hopes to see it come into its own under its continued leadership.
Truffle will unfortunately also be a bit of a neat freak, and hates to go without grooming at least twice a day if not more due to activity. Though obviously knowing nothing about real pathology and bacteria, he has an innate distrust of stale kills and is wary of any water that isn't flowing. These things strike him as dirty.
Despite his willingness to compromise for others' sake, he will make it pretty obvious he'd rather go at his own 100%, and tends to come across as high-minded and superior if not outright rude. Even so, he has genuine interest in helping others, and will continue to offer aid even when rejected.
✿
HISTORY:
Born to Mumblesong and Mudjaw in late greenleaf alongside his brother Morelkit. His father was absent on the journey to the clans when he was born, but he doesn't harbor any resent over it.
Other notes; hates the cold, loves late summer and eaely autumn. dislikes getting wet.
✿
FAMILY:
parents
Mumblesong[mother][alive] - ivyclan
"Mom was alone with us at first. She promises we have a "real dad" though"
Mudjaw[father][alive] - ivyclan
"She says he's doing hero stuff?? I wanna do that."
siblings
Morelkit[brother][alive] - ivyclan
clan relations
xxx
